November 12, 2008

Then there were two

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Conversation upon sleeping beauty waking from his Saturday morning nap… 

Zach: What did you do?

Melissa: Hmm?

Zach: What is that noise in the bathroom?

Melissa: Hmm?

Zach: Meowing. Did you go and get another kitten?????

Well, yeah… yeah I did. I couldn’t help it.  George was acting kind of lonely and I thought he might really like to have a little brother or sister.  That fact was he was with his sister when we adopted him and it killed 346439me not to take her too.  I knew I would be pushing my luck if I tried for 2 right off the bat though.  So, when I saw this guy on the Humane Society website I knew he need to come live with us as soon as possible.

So I waited until ZJ decided to take a little snooze to recover from Halloween partying.  Then I made the drive to Woodbury to see if Felipe (don’t worry we changed his name) was still available.

20 minutes later my new 2lb buddy and I were cruising back home.  We kept him separated from George for a few days to let him get adjusted.  Unfortunately he was having some tummy troubles so we weren’t comfortable leaving him out alone.  For his first week and a half, I would go to work and take an early lunch at 11 so I could drive home to check on him and then Zach would come home a few hours later to make sure everybody was doing ok.

We finally figured out that some of his belly issues seemed to be nerves and all he really needed was to be able to hang out with us and George.  Of course I found this out by giving into his poor little baby kitten cries at 12:30am and sleeping on the bathroom floor with him.

Everybody is doing great and Harold Chester Floyd has come into his own this week.  Harry has taken a special liking to jumping at anything that moves and taking lots of kitty naps.  I think George is used to him too…

napping buddies

napping buddies

 

August 23, 2008

And we call him George…

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So my birthday was a few weeks ago and we didn’t really do anything to celebrate.  I could tell Zach felt a little bad about not doing something for my 30th (yes my 30th and yes he felt bad because I was making him feel bad).  We talked about getting me a blackberry since I live so much of my life online, but the cost seemed a little silly.  Then I found a new pair of boots I wanted for fall (we have yet to discuss my shoe problem in this blog) so I was leaning towards that…   still it felt a little anticlimactic. 

Ever since we lost Chester our condo felt a little emptier.  We often talk about him and the favorite memories of his short time here.  I always knew we would eventually get another cat, but thought it would be a long ways down the road after we had grieved a little longer.

Until I saw this face…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A few emails later my wonderful husband agreed that we could definitely use a new little fur buddy in our home.  Off to the Animal Humane Society we went to visit kitten #334916.  We were given the opportunity to spend some time with him in a visitation room alone to see if we thought he would be a good match with us.  He was understandably a little skittish of us and took a few minutes to let us pet him.  The next thing I knew he climbed up on the bench we were sitting on and just flopped down between us.  The Chester flop confirmed that George would be coming home with us.

We’re still getting used to the crazy kitten behavior.  He runs like crazy for no reason.  Loves belly rubs.  Has an odd fascination with our feet.  And most of all… loves Zach more than me.  I feel like I should be happy that my husband who “hated” cats now thinks that it is great when George curls up next to him for a nap.  I’m jealous.  Hopefully when he grows up and I tell him that his dad let the vet put this on him he’ll start to love me more.